Chapter 373 The Road to Expedition: The Game of Barbarians

There is a faint light in the wide and dim corridor, which is the brilliant light shining from the end of the dark corridor ahead. The lights of various colors like neon lights are scattered into the corridor and reflected on the cracked ground.

up, reflected on the reflective broken bricks.

Countless fragments are projected by the light, just like puddles on the ground after rain, interweaving countless rays of light and shooting them everywhere in the corridor. In that dim space, the iron cage located in the darkness of the corridor is illuminated by the light.

It illuminates the edge, and the smooth iron rod reflects a little bit of luster.

The light also shone on the tall figure sitting cross-legged among them. The red giant's forehead was dimly illuminated by the light, and the remaining half of his face was shrouded in darkness. It sat in the shadow of the light, silently

Sitting upright.

Suddenly, the red giant raised its head slightly. It heard the sound of a door opening on the wall behind it. It was a small door that suddenly slid open from one side of the wall. Its size was only enough for an ordinary person of average height.

Passing alone, no wild beast can get through the narrow door.

"Go and open that cage!" A voice cursed from inside the door, and then a human slave wearing tattered clothes was pushed out from the door. After he was kicked out of the shadow of the small door, he glanced nervously at the iron

Cage, and then planned to escape back through the door, but as soon as he turned around, he saw the shining lightning spearhead behind him.

The man inside the door held a spear and stabbed the poor man outside, forcing him to step back in order not to be stabbed. The slave looked at the dark golden lightning spear flashing inside the door and swallowed.

He took a sip and looked nervously at the huge iron cage behind him, at the giant sitting in it.

"Open the cage! You idiot! Open it and then run back!" The Eldar guard inside the door shouted loudly, pointing his spear at the cage on the next side, and then stretched out his spear to drive the slaves back.

The slave looked at the spear that was constantly waving in front of him, and then retreated to the door of the cage. He nervously tilted his head to look at the giant sitting in the iron cage. His scarlet skin looked extremely bright under the dim light of the light.

Under the huge, lowered head, there seemed to be an eye looking at him.

The giant sat in silence and did not move at all. The slave swallowed nervously. He walked to the latch in front of the iron cage door. After hesitating at the lock, he grabbed the big lock with both hands.

Then he pulled it out violently.

The heavy bolt was pulled out of the slot, and then due to its weight, the slave lost his grip and hit the ground heavily. The slave in ragged clothes grabbed the end of the bolt with his hand and tried to pull it away.

He raised his hand, but immediately let it go.

He watched as all the fixed locking points on the iron cage in front of him slid outwards and opened one by one. The circular fixed anchor points rotated and poked out of the plane. After a low roar, the huge iron cage door slowly moved towards

The outer slide opens.

The slave was startled and let go of the latch, intending to run back to the small door. But as soon as he took a step forward, he was tripped by the heavy latch that fell in front of him. He fell to the ground with his elbow.

My skin was scratched on the ground and it hurt for a while.

But the slave didn't pay attention to the pain in his hand. He turned over and looked at the big hand on the other side that grabbed the edge of the cage. The huge palm slowly pulled back, driving a tall figure out of the cage.

Emerging from the shadow, the tall body slowly stepped out of the iron cage.

The slave who fell aside looked at the giant who got up with fear in his eyes. He looked at the terrifying red giant who stood up in front of him. His tall body was almost touching the high ceiling in the corridor. The slave was staring at him.

The giant also lowered his head and looked down at the slaves on the side.

The one eye on his face looked at him in the hazy light. The slave was so frightened that his heart almost stopped. He had seen too many slaves like him who failed to escape in time when they opened the beast's cell door.

The sight of being torn to pieces by those terrifying monsters, he once thought he would not be so unlucky, but now, he knew he was wrong.

The slave's hands on the ground were shaking violently, and his dilated pupils in the darkness were trembling with fear. He looked at the tall giant so close beside him, and it seemed that in just a moment, he would come up and grab him, and then pull him away.

Cut into two pieces and eat.

But the Cyclops didn't do that. He just looked at the slave. Suddenly, at the end of the corridor ahead, there was a burst of cheers from the flashing lights. Among the sounds, a loud voice shouted

Scream.

"Let us have mercy on Thor Constantine and his beast, the Bloody Butcher!"

The Cyclops raised his head and looked at the source of the sound. He was silent for a moment and complained about the terrible name in his heart, and then walked past the slave. The slave lying on the ground looked at the passing beast in surprise.

, he did not attack himself, did not tear himself into pieces and then eat him, he just took a look and walked over.

The slave had never seen such a sight, such a beast. The monster seemed very special. He couldn't tell what was so special, but it just felt special.

The spear-wielding spirit tribe inside the small door stood up. He stood at the door and looked at the red giant walking away, as well as the slave who was lying on the ground watching the giant walk past and survived. He was quite surprised, but then he still raised his long spear.

Spear yelled at the slave, "Why are you sitting there when you're not dead?! Come here!"

After hearing this, the slave immediately got up and ran into the small door on the side with his back to the dim light shining from the end of the corridor. The door was quickly closed, and the dim light shone on it.

In the direction he was heading, the Cyclops faced the gradually increasing light and walked out of the dark corridor.

Magnus walked out of the door, and instantly countless ghostly and weird lights shone on his face. Magnus's one eye immediately shrank into a slit under the strong light. He looked at the cheering crowd around him.

The tall body stepped heavily into the arena surrounded by high walls.

A harsh roar attracted Magnus's attention. He moved his eyes away from the spectators standing in the auditorium around him, whose figures were illuminated by various lights, and looked at the gladiator standing with him.

The war beast in the field, the tall evil dragon standing on two legs, opened its bloody mouth full of fangs and roared at Magnus.

The Cyclops looked at it, and then at the host in the middle of the two beasts. He was wearing the short gentleman's hat, and looked at the beasts entering on both sides. He raised his head, turned his body and looked around at the cheering people.

The audience raised their hands, "Are you ready?!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!" The audience roared hysterically. Under the blurred lights, countless pairs of arms were raised high and waved under the neon lights. Their shouts came from the layered audience like mountains and waves.

Waves swept over the table, one after another, stimulating Magnus's auditory senses.

The sound was like some kind of catalyst, and Magnus suddenly felt a strange sense of anger, but he was not swallowed up by the wild anger, and the war beast in front of him was different.

The giant dragon on the armored back raised its head, and its slender spear-like tail was raised high behind it.

It roared, and its sound was mixed with the shouts of the surrounding cheering audience. Amidst the waves of roaring waves, the host raised his arms and shouted into the air, "The killing begins!"

His voice shouted, and then suddenly turned into a flickering phantom, disappearing on the field. Magnus raised his head and looked at the holographic drone above his head, and the thing quickly rose into the air.

, the host flew away from the scene with the holographic projection.

"Kill that one-eyed dragon! Pull off its eyes!" The bald animal trainer, covered in scars and tattoos, pulled off the long whip from his waist, swung it out of thin air, and then whipped out a sonic boom in the air, followed by a whip.

On the giant dragon beast below, the side of its head that was not covered by armor was suddenly hit by a whip and it screamed.

The beast roared angrily, and suddenly unfolded the razor claws on its hands. It roared at Magnus in front of him, who also looked at it, and then turned to look at Vito, who was standing on the high platform behind him.

.

He stood there smiling and looking at Magnus below. He stood under the flashing brilliant lights, and behind him, Lilith walked up from the lights, took off the whip from her waist and handed it to Vito

, the meaning couldn’t be more obvious.

Magnus looked at the whip, and then turned his eyes to look at Vito who was standing high up. He turned his head and glanced at the whip that Lilith handed over, then smiled and shook his head slightly to reject the thing, Taming the Beast

Master Vito turned his head, looked down at the Cyclops, folded his arms and laughed.

"Think of it as a wild wolf. Now, go and prove to me that you knocked out one of his hearts that day." Vito said with a smile on his face, raised his face that was fully illuminated by the light, and looked forward.

That ferocious beast.

After hearing this, Magnus turned sideways. He looked at the roaring beast in front of him and smiled slightly. He didn't know if the beast saw that smile. It opened its bloody mouth and rushed forward with a roar.

Come up.

The three claws on its legs and feet suddenly stepped on the ground, rubbing the fire and rushing towards Magnus. The steel dragon raised its razor-like claws towards the Cyclops and scratched Magnus's head.

Come down.

The red giant suddenly bent his knees, then stepped forward suddenly and grabbed the clawed arm of the war beast. He hit it directly with his shoulder and pulled it up from his shoulder. He threw it over his shoulder and smashed it behind him.

On the wall, the bulging carapace on the back of the Flesh Tearer Dragon suddenly shattered the wall behind it.

A large piece of rubble fell to the ground from above. Amidst the splashing white dust, the Flesh Tearer just raised his head and saw Magnus rushing up. He stepped forward and slammed his shoulder into the war beast's.

He hit his chest hard and embedded it into the wall. The evil dragon raised its slender head and roared into the air.

The surrounding spectators cheered and waved their arms, and among the thousands of waving arms, Magnus' palm on the side of the impact suddenly clenched his fist, and hit the Flesh Tearer with an uppercut.

On the chin, it flew out instantly.

The Flesh Tearer flew up in front of Magnus. The beast passing through the air suddenly caused hysterical cheers from the surrounding audience. The dragon suddenly hit the outside of the auditorium on one side, and its body directly hit

The armrests of the auditorium were broken, and under the collapsed ruins and ground, the audience retreated one after another.

People looked at the sharp claws that slowly lifted up and then suddenly grabbed onto the outer wall of the auditorium. The flesh-tearer's claws grasped the wall, and his legs were slightly bent to step on the protruding auditorium underneath him.

It looked at Magnus below and roared angrily, twitched its sharp tail and jumped down.

The war beast pounced on the red giant below, and its sharp claws and bloody mouth attacked Magnus's neck, but the latter stepped forward to face the war beast, grabbed its arm, and then repeated the same trick

Shi, dragged it and threw it towards the wall, but this time, the flesh tearer did not hit it like last time.

The giant bipedal dragon stepped on the wall all of a sudden, and then its tall body stepped on its long legs and started running quickly along the wall. It circled Magnus and strode past, then twitched its tail violently and stabbed it all at once.

Towards the Cyclops on the field.

The Flesh Tearer was very fast. When it ran quickly around the wall, Magnus was unable to see its position clearly for a while. So when the tail stabbed Magnus, he was also suddenly hit.

Attack, his back was suddenly pierced by the spiked tail.

Blood dripped from the red mane to the ground. Magnus was stimulated by the pain on his back. He clenched his fists and looked back suddenly. Then he saw someone suddenly stepping up from the wall.

The Flesh Tearer rushed forward under the pull of its tail. It rushed past Magnus, and its razor-like claws left a scarlet wound on the red giant's chest.

Three wide scratches left horrifying deep marks on Magnus's chest. Rolling blood flowed out from the cracks. The red blood mixed with the red skin and mane for a while, making it impossible to see.
To be continued...